We could have gone to Paris, had a dress made, and returned in no time.”“She does wonderful work,” Marguerite told her maidservant. “She is me...iculous and wishes the dresses to fit me properly. Plus, she shows me new ideas, and we spend time gossiping. Don’t begrudge me this indulgence. I get so bored in the castle, listening to Lady Nicole.”“Very well, my Lady,” Penny said with a smile. She cared greatly for her mistress and didn’t mind keeping her secret.A bell sounded as Marguerite entered. Mai apko bata du mera room pure ghar se alag sidhi par jo rrom banti hai mai wahi rahta tha sirf khane ya kuch kam se upar ghar me jata tha ek din uska phne ayaFarhat::kon bol rahe hoMai:: apka dost.Farhat ::dost ka naam batauMai ::kuch khas dosstIsi tarah bat hoti gayi ek din wo rom ke bahar se call kar rahi thi maine dekha nahi ar maine use recv kar lya wo jhat se andar aa gayi ar kahne lagi ke aap pareshan kar rahe the isi tarah hamari bat shuru ho gayi ar maine use himmat karke uske lips. "Us. Whatever." Ron grinned; his wife could be so cute sometimes. "If you're craving chocolate then there's some in the drawer of my nightstand." He was way beyond chocolate, he needed a cheeseburger- with bacon, and maybe chili. She kissed him lightly. "Why don't you be a good boy and tuck us girls in." Okay dear." Ron decided he wouldn't say anything about the fact that it was just barely nine o'clock on a Friday night. He fluffed the covers over them, gave them each a kiss and prepared to. “Ahhhhh… yea yeayeayea… yessssss… ohhhhhh” she moaned harder as she felt the growing urge of orgasm building up in her body. Reddy had her head pushed ahead, and held it tightly. Her body was still bent forward like a bitch, and he did not just rub her cunt any longer – he had already pushed two of his fingers in her, and was finger fucking her hard and fast.“Ohhh yeah… Ahhhhyeahh… huhhhh… ohhhh… sssssss” she moaned as he continued fucking her hard with his fingers. “You want to come? Huh? You.